A couple of days ago I wrote a short, complaining about getting old. I should not complain. Flossie May has been with Leslie and me for over 15 years now and in dog years, that's...well, a bunch. She's been a terrific companion and family member, but we can see her slow decline has begun to speed up lately.
Jenna, as a reward of some sort, was able to bring home the class mascot named Snowball. Here she is, showing Flossie who's boss. Shortly after this photo was taken, Flossie ate Snowball. I was proud she still had a bit of the ole spunk in her.